Zhou Ming's gaze pierced through the chaotic currents of Chaos and fell not far away.
After the Heavenly Dao's fall, the lingering aftershocks on the battlefield were still slowly dissipating.
And in the nearby void, a streak of flowing light hovered quietly, emanating an ancient and profound Dao Rhythm.
The Jade Disc of Creation.
Its entire body was a chaotic azure, covered in divine patterns of the Three Thousand Great Daos. Countless abstruse runes were born and extinguished within it, flowing in ceaseless cycles and exuding a supreme Dao Rhythm that was perfectly seamless and all-encompassing.
The moment the Heavenly Dao's physical body was severed and destroyed, the main body of the Jade Disc of Creation above his head broke free from his control.
And the fragment Zhou Ming had taken from Pangu Hall also wrenched itself free of his grasp at the same time.
Two supreme treasures of the same root and origin met on their own in Chaos. There were no heaven-shaking, earth-shattering phenomena, no dazzling blaze of light or grand momentum. Just like that, silent and soundless, they merged into one.
The complete Jade Disc of Creation.
The supreme treasure that recorded the mysteries of the Three Thousand Great Daos had finally, after countless Kalpas, returned to wholeness.
Zhou Ming did not hesitate for even a moment. With one step, he instantly appeared before the Jade Disc of Creation.
He reached out and seized that jade disc through the air.
The Jade Disc of Creation trembled softly, transformed into a streak of flowing light, and flew into his palm.
The abstruse aura of the Three Thousand Great Daos spread out from the jade disc.
That aura was heavy to the extreme; every strand contained the fundamental laws by which all things in heaven and earth operated.
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